Tag: Kevin

A chem-eng student, I’m forever grateful to this gaysian twink for helping me explore some of my first times with him.

About Face

I’m on campus again and I see the midterm kid pop up. He’s in a tough program. Last time it took two weeks just to get on his schedule.

I say “Hey.” anyway.

“In class atm.” he writes back. It figures.

A moment later: “Wanna suck my dick today?”

My shorts tighten. Yeah.

“Your tongue feels amazing.”

It got well acquainted with his nuts last time, because he took a while to finish.

He has to go to a lab first, but we agree to meet at the same time and place.

“Hey, are you into rimming as well?” he asks.

I never thought I’d lick ass. That’s what I told the nurse at the STI clinic, but two weeks ago she stabbed my arm with some free Hep A and B shots “just to be safe”. Why the hell not? I bone up on anilingus on Google. No special tricks. Just lick, dumb-ass.

I grab a coffee and keep working. He messages me a half hour early. He’s ducked out of his lab and he’s eager to go. He’s already at the fountain, reading some posters.

I wordlessly brush past him and he joins me on the way downstairs. My favourite restroom is free.

He’s a tall asian twink, slim, with thick black hair. He stands there nude, grinning at me. He apologizes that he’s got mosquito bites all over his arms. He spent Canada day camping with some friends.

He sits on the toilet and sticks his dick up at me while I get comfy on the cold red tiles. His tan foreskin is velvety soft and tastes awesome. I look up at him while I suck, but his head is thrust back toward the ceiling and he’s loving it.

After a while he gets down on all fours beside the toilet, and arches his nice round ass up at me. It looks perfectly smooth and clean. He’s looking back at me expectantly.  I give it a big doggy lick. He flexes and I feel his hole gripping my tongue as it slips inside. There is no taste. He’s totally clean. I can feel him jerking with his other hand and I reach in front to help. I run my fingers around his balls.

This is cool.

He gets on the toilet again so I can blow him some more. But just like last time, he keeps going soft. Slowly I reach under and stick my finger up his ass, pressing against his prostate. Almost as an afterthought, he rubs his foot against my crotch. It feels deliciously degrading, like I’m a puppy getting some table scraps.

After a while nothing’s happening. I like to think I’m good, but lots of guys just can’t cum from a blowjob, no matter what.

He looks at me. I wonder what the hell are we gonna do now?

He grins shyly. “I want to sit on your face.”

OMFG YES. I lay back on the cold floor and he squats over me, lowers his ass to my mouth. I force my tongue up through his tight hole and he gasps. He’s looking up at the ceiling, loving it. As he jerks his balls slap against my nose. My jaw is being forced open. I’m afraid he’s crushing my mouth, but I don’t care. I just enjoy the view and try to breath, but I’m being smothered by his nutsack.

I twist my tongue up through his anus. All those years licking pussy means I have a tongue like a finger.

Usually I like to keep my clothes on but this is too much. I reach down and pull out my dick and start stroking it.

All too soon he swings a leg over and kneels on the ground. It looks like it’s just not happening today. Fuck.

So I get up and my penis is bouncing in front of his face. I’m still stroking it. FUCK! I kind of need to cum today. It’s gonna be another cleanup.

Without thinking, I put my hands on his thick black hair, make him eat my cock.

It’s only when I see it sliding out that realize there’s no way it had fit. I’ve just been deep throated. A thick strand of mucous drips off as he coughs and plunges in again, further this time, burying his nose in my trimmed blonde pubes.

It feels fucking great, staring down at this exotic twink boy with my cock stuffed down his throat.

“Where should I cum?” I ask.

He lets go for an instant, smiles. “In my mouth,” he tells me. Ofc.

I grab his head and use him like my personal fleshlight. I’m in control and I fucking NEED IT.  I love the feeling of his tight lips sliding over my cock.  I thrust in one last time and cum hard. I can feel it jetting out for like 20 seconds. When I can breath again, I drop him and fall back against the wall, just oozing down to sit on the floor.

OMG that was fucking awesome.

He licks his lips and goes to wash up while I stare up at his taut brown ass.

“Have you ever thought about doing more? Like anal?” He asks me, carefully wiping his face with a paper towel.

I guess that’s the next step. But I’m not sure I’m ready. I don’t even own any condoms.

“I have some,” he tells me. “You have a great cock for it.”

To be continued?

After His Midterm


Straight, neatly cropped black hair, asian, and very young looking. I swear so many asian guys never age. That’s why I love ‘em. I was sure this 20yo wouldn’t reply to my messages. Went from “What’s up”, a few back and forth, to “I recently discovered I’d like to give blowjobs.” That seemed to end the conversation. Yeah, those young guys are hard to get.

Like a week later, he comes back with “Hmmm, that could be good. Pics?” He follows up with his own. “Mmmmm” I write back. We work out that we’d like to do something in the restroom I found sometime, maybe Wednesday. Then nothing. Man this guy was a tease. Hot, though.

Next Monday he writes back again. “Sorry, classes are crazy.” I tell him I’m going to have to Google Calendar him like an appointment. Crazy, he agrees. Next week’s exam week. “It’ll help you relax,” I told him. Then he doesn’t sign in again.

Until Sunday. “Still up for 2 tmrw?” “Yeah” I write back.

It’s a scorcher today. At 2, I go to the fountain in the nature building. The butterfly feeling is ripe. I want to run, not show up. Maybe he won’t show. But there’s already two asian guys sitting there, one’s pretty hot  in his sweat pants and playing on his iPhone.. I’m not sure it’s him.  So I read some of the posters. Still nothing on grindr.

Minutes later he strides in like he owns the place. Only he’s like 6ft tall. I look at him and he smiles back. That’s the one. “Just had an exam,” he said. “Didn’t go well.” Ahh, well, let’s see what we can do about that. I lead him downstairs and we go into the restroom together, locking the door.

Learning from my previous encounter I can’t let my cursed nervousness show. I rip off my shirt (Le Chateau Striped Cotten Slub, $29.95) with one arm and toss it, then turned to him. He’s got his shirt off.

Wow. Very tall. Thin, in a shapely way. Hairless except thick, straight black tufts jut from under his arms. Small pecs. Gazing, intensely, grinning nervously.

I’m reaching for his baggy jeans. Gotta be aggressive.  But the kid’s pockets are filled with calculators and geometry sets and two phones. WTF, I was gonna need some help. He unloads his gadgets onto the sink while I stare at the top of his black boxers.

Finally he slides down his pants and out pops a thick brown uncut dick. I get down and pull it back, briefly inspecting it. Got to be safe, you know. Then I start to lick his balls and his cock soon slides into my mouth. He’s soft and I work it, loving the feeling of it becoming hard and slowly growing toward my throat.

I look up at his hot body and rub my hands over his tummy. He’s like the teens straight outta the gaysian porn vids.

After a few minutes he sits down on the toilet cover and I go to town on his dick. He’s having some trouble staying hard, so I let him work it while I lick his balls. It’s a hot day. I can taste his sweat and I love it. I let my tongue go down to his perineum and draw letters there like it was a pussy. He moans, “that’s good”. He’s hard, but when I suck he starts to go soft again. I try my hands, but they’re cold from resting on the floor.

Thunk. Someone tries to open the door again. Shit, that can’t be helping.

Eventually he stands up, asks me what else can we do? I dunno, it’s a cold bathroom floor. “I want to taste your cum,” I whisper. So he stands up and jerks. He seems soft, but surprises me with a great tasting load.

As he gets dressed and assembles his office supplies back into his pants, he apologizes, saying he’s pretty tired. That’s OK. I loved doing it.